Further Posted September 11, 2017 Share #1 Posted September 11, 2017 I got cut off from alcohol, the stool was defective but the bar maid didn't want to hear it. I ended up on the stage, the engine for the sax. I provided the wind, and the player pushed the keys, and we were going to the edge of sax city. The band took a break, the sax driver wanted to buy me a beer. The bitch behind the bar said no. Remember that night to this day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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